Retired: Renting rooms to traveling nurses

Retired and want to rent a room in your house to a traveling nurse? Keep reading…

Furnished Finders – furnishedfinders.com 

Recently I found a website called Furnished Finders. The website states “Furnished Finder is a short-term housing provider for travel nurses and other business travelers who need furnished housing. We boast a 92 day average stay, and are major data providers for corporate housing coordinators and medical staffing companies across the US.
Property owners list their available short-term apartments on Furnished Finder, as healthcare travelers command a consistent appetite for traditional corporate housing and alternative housing types alike.”

nurseThe cool thing about this site is you pay an upfront fee of $99 and then you become one of their listings. You fill out your information, price and list the medical centers, hospitals, etc near you. Then, once you publish your information, you have guests contact you. They will have a stay that is about 90 days long but if you have an extra room and want a guest, it might be the way to go.

The best thing of all is – no Airbnb fees. You decide on the price and contact the potential guest before accepting the reservation.

You have WAY less competition than other places (Airbnb.com, VRBO.com) and more immediate interaction.

You will also have an income that is between you and your guest. Only you and your guest.

Check it out. You might like it.


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The Delight of Being Retired

I recently read a book titled The Delight of Being Ordinary by Roland Merullo. It was a story about the Pope and the Dali Lama hiding out for a few days in the garb of ordinary people. They wanted to be unseen by others so they could see the world again.

I love the title and when I took a kayak ride (yes, it was glorious) I kept repeating the words over and over. The Delight of Kayaking. The Delight of Hiking. But when I said “The Delight of Being Retired” in my mind, I giggled out loud.

Enjoying my green kayak on Horsetooth Reservoir, Fort Collins, CO

It is a delight to be retired. And to be able to get up and out of the house because you want to, not because you have to be at a job. It’s a delight to make plans and change them at will … just because.

The Delight of Being a Blogger.
The Delight of Being a Writer.
The Delight of Being in my Sixties.
The Delight of Having a June Birthday.
The Delight of Making Pancakes.
The Delight of Growing Tomatoes.
The Delight of Growing Older

As you can only imagine, I’m having a great time with these words.

Horsetooth Reservoir, Fort Collins, CO

This past week I went camping with friends. It was the 5th year in a row that we made the effort, reserved the sites (the previous February), decided on the menu and made it happen. We’ve had rainy afternoons, super-hot days, windy nights and cloudy mornings over the years and they have rolled into a sweet and treasured tradition.

Horsetooth Reservoir, Fort Collins, CO

I moved to this area only six years ago so I feel so lucky to have made friends and created traditions and found a sense of belonging.

The Delight of Camping.
The Delight of Star-Gazing.
The Delight of Morning Walks.
The Delight of Engagement.

Retirement is what you make it. You can overload and over schedule your world or you can enjoy the people and events that make you smile. Now is the time to pick and choose where to go and with whom. I keep asking you to join me and maybe someday you will. In the meantime, I’ll keep sharing my sunrises and moon rises with you. And you will be sharing with me in your own delightful way. Of that I have no doubt!

Your thoughts are always welcome here!

SENDING FATHER’S DAY WISHES TO YOU TODAY!


Resources:

The Delight of Being Ordinary by Roland Merullo
Breathe in the Stars 
Something Wonderful
Day 13 – Out Hiking
Sunset at Low Tide

When I get older losing my hair …

A thousand years ago, I heard this Beatles song for the first time. I liked the beat and the lyrics. I listened to it again last week and it was as if I were hearing it for the first time.

When I get older losing my hair,
Many years from now,
Will you still be sending me a valentine.
Birthday greetings bottle of wine?

singing childrenDidn’t 64 sound so old in the 1960’s? And now, the baby boomer generation is in this time frame and it’s not old. It’s us – you and him and her and me. Our parents were 64 – old, stuck in their ways, settled? Not us. Certainly not us.

If I’d been out till quarter to three
Would you lock the door,
Will you still need me, will you still feed me,
When I’m sixty-four?

Do my kids consider me old?  I wonder what they think when they hear this song?

I could be handy mending a fuse
When your lights have gone.
You can knit a sweater by the fireside
Sunday mornings go for a ride.

Doing the garden, digging the weeds,
Who could ask for more?
Will you still need me, will you still feed me,
When I’m sixty-four?

Didn’t it seem so far fetched when you first heard it? 64 was a million years off.
Wasn’t it?

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